Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Benin and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sixth Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra,
Gang Starr,
Metal Thangz,
Negative Approach,
Quando Quango,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
Laurel Aitken,
Supertramp,
Jeff Mills,
The Busters,
48th St. Collective,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Suburban Knight,
The J.B.'s,
The Standells,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mojo Men,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott Heron,
Theoretical Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Crooked Eye,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heaven 17,
Scion,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Schoolly D,
Hoover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Surgeon,
The Red Krayola,
The Kinks,
Severed Heads,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
Erasure,
Fat Boys,
Eddi Front,
Cameo,
Erykah Badu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pere Ubu,
Harmonia,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.